
From SEDAYU ~ JOGJAKARTA, yanktie congratulates reading this simple story.
Mukti searches for Sonny at Abu's house in Jakarta, no one then he tried to peek at Adelia's house he already knew Adelia's house but had never come there and there he did not see any Sonny. Mukti's confused.
"Where should I look then?"
"I couldn't possibly talk to Papa because Papa saw how me and Vio were."
"What do I have to do now?"
"Who should I talk to? I can't talk to my family anymore. I'll call Vio again tomorrow" Mukti finally tried to sleep at Abu Yamg's house in Jakarta. He was purposely sinking because he was waiting for Sonny.
Usually Mukti does not sleep in this house since contact with Vio. Because it will get caught by his family.
Unfortunately until the next morning Sonny still did not come. Finally Mukti returned to the box.
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"Hows it? Did you meet Mr Sonny?" Vio asked her husband.
"I didn't see you."
"Then did you call Mr Abu or your eyes?"
"Don't you dare call them on the phone."
"Surely they're angry. If this is not possible over the phone. I have to go straight there. If they're angry, they'll still call me Yank."
"This they didn't contact me at all means super angry" Mukti said.
"Oh that's it," Vio understood.
"Yes, if they're just angry, they'll call me. It's not possible, '" replied Mukti again.
"I was like the original plan. I'm going back to Bali tomorrow to finish everything."
"No, not tomorrow" whined Vio.
"Well, what about my mom and dad. I have to find a gap first" said Mukti.
"Yes, I'm back now, yes" said Mukti.
"Yes" replied Vio. Mukti kissed his wife's forehead gently.
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The second day after an accidental meeting with Sonny, Mukti got a call from three of his staff at a different Gallery all saying there was a letter from Ibu Ambarwati but his address was in Bandung West Java.
Mukti immediately find the first flight to Bali. From the airport, Mukti goes straight to the nearest gallery.
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"Yes" said Komang slowly.
"You sick?"
"No."
"Why are you stiff like that?"
"What's up" replied Komang. He hadn't spoken to his father in a long time.
"Papa misses you son." Wayan expressed the feeling of having her daughter.
"Yes Pa," said Komang but flat.
"Papa's got word he said your mother's sick again."
"Yes Pa."
"You're not coming home?" tanya Wayan was curious.
"I'm here to make money for my mother's treatment. If I go home, where's the medical money?" Answer the conversation honestly.
"Sorry Papa yes. Papa can't give you money for your mother's treatment." Wayan Sesal.
"What's up. Yes, I want to go in again. My break was just 5 minutes to get an important call." Pamit Komang's.
"Where do you work?"
"I was taken by uncle Halim. I worked in a cafe for almost 1.5 years. My work here at the cafe can be traced. I am a good woman" replied Komang.
"Papa will not accuse you. Papa just asked where you work."
"I work at a cafe. Sorry I have to enter I was only given 5 minutes to receive a call," Komang immediately disconnected the conversation with his papa.
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"Actually I've saved up quite a lot, but if I give it to Sukma now I can't get out of this circle of complexity."
"I saved up so that I could part with the Goddess I did not want to be her doormat her feet Goddess continuously. I'll take care of my divorce soon."
"Now that my mother has died I am alone, I can part with the Goddess. Just wait a minute," said Wayan.
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Mukti is getting ready to return to Bali. Since the morning employees in three galleries told there was a letter from Ambar with an envelope letter from an office in Bandung.
Not just in one gallery. But from three galeries! Mukti asked the two galeries to send the letter to his main gallery.
One sender with one type of letterhead on an envelope, why send letters to the three gallery addresses he has?
'*What does mom mean? Why can't you contact me*?'
This makes Mukti want to immediately find out what the letter is about. I don't usually send things because they're one house.
From Mukti airport directly to the main gallery. Intentionally didn't ask to pick her up in her car. He took a taxi from the airport.
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Mukti saw the envelope used by his mother was the envelope of the Sonny mas office in Bandung.
Mukti opened the envelope carefully. There was one letter and there was a small envelope inside that had been opened.
"*Tr*."
"*Before you open the small envelope read carefully this letter*."
"*Did you feel differentiated affection from Sonny*?"
"*Have there been an unfair division of property between you and Johnny*?"
"*Think it's fine. Why did you do that to Sonny*?"
"*Ever again the last one: Did your mother ever distinguish affection for you and Sonny* once*?"
"*What ever*?"
"*What ever*?"
"*What ever*?"
"*After you get the answer you can open the small envelope*!"
Mukti doesn't see any sweet words. There is no MAMA or MAS.
A flat letter. Mukti remembers how sweet Ambar is and Sonny is. My mother never distinguished them.
Mukti always gets the same kiss and hug from Ambar.
"I just love Vio Ma too much. I don't want him to belong to Mamas. Only I don't dare tell you guys" murmured Mukti.
Mukti opened a small envelope inside the envelope she had read the paper.
There are two DNA test results there.
Between himself and Abu and himself and Ambar!
Mukti read carefully. There is a circle of dates when the letter was made. When he was three years old!
Mukti limp at that fact. She often knew the father was reprimanding her mother because of her but she never became angry with him let alone pinch him.
Her mother was the most gentle woman who loved her sincerely.
**It feels like the world is collapsing**!
'*How could he have done that to the loving woman his papa often hurt for defending himself*?'
'*How could I have done that when the mother who knew I was not her son and not her husband's son always treated me with affection*?'
Mukti realizes he is living because of the affection of others. Not his parents who knows who. All the treasures he had should not have belonged to him.
Mukti read the last sentence of the letter written by his mother even though in the copy is not the original handwriting.
"*Have your mother ever once distinguished your affection for you and Sonny*?"
"*What ever*?"
"*What ever*?"
"*What ever*?"
Turns out he's just a prankster in the Lukito family! Benalu who stabbed his father instead by finding Vio a lawyer!
Mukti no longer has face.
If he does not know his status, he will fight Abu and Sonny under the pretext of love for Vio. After all, he has the same rights as Sonny, who is both Abu's biological children.
But now?
Did he still dare to show face to that generous family?
"I have to how? Even if I am a biological child papa and mama, is it natural for me to defend the enemy papa? The one who wants to destroy my own papa's business?"